Who ever thought that in a city as free-spirited and decadent as New Orleans finding bondage-dominance toys at a reasonable price would be difficult? The Second Skin, the best known retailer in New Orleans of such devices, sells leather clothes, harnesses, masks, paddles, riding crops, spreaders, gags, nipple clamps, et cetera, et cetera... but at such a ridiculously inflated cost that paying shipping and handling becomes a joy!
My lover and I are in the process of acquiring more of the toys we enjoy using and I find I enjoy the somewhat tedious process of researching and comparing prices and products online. What better tool is there to become sexually stimulated than the imagination? And what better way to excercise the imagination than to see what new possibilities for greater sexual/sensual enjoyment I might find out there? It's a lot of fun and I would recommend it over erotica or pornography any time, although, in truth, I have never been able to take erotic writing or porn seriously enough to be aroused by either. Fantasizing about what I'll actually be doing to my current lover (I'm the Dom) is much more stimulating for me.
Perhaps all this stimulus is not really a good thing: my house is a mess, my chores have been long left unattended, I've been repeatedly late for work, and I have less time for myself and my friends all because I've been having sex/making love/f***ing almost constantly for the last month; but I've worn a smile on my face so often that I'm not really complaining!
The sheer pleasure sex and masturbating generates makes it difficult for me to understand why both have been considered taboo throughout the ages and still are today? Sure, STDs are a danger, but abstinence isn't the only way to prevent STDs-- Get the AIDS test together before you engage in sex with a new partner and then limit sexual exploits to just that partner, also wear condoms even thereafter; You would understand why so much caution if you've ever seen anyone dying of AIDS (I've seen it twice). Pregnancy is also easily preventable, unless of course you're fascist enough to follow the edicts of the Catholic church and believe that contraception is wrong. It must be that deep down, in some secret, nasty place, most people are powerfully masochistic. Guilt is pain and why force yourself to feel guilty about something that is so intensely pleasurable unless that is another, albeit repressed, pleasure that you enjoy?
Pleasure and pain are closely related, otherwise I wouldn't like being spanked. I blame my disciplinarian parents.
Anyone have any answers for me?
My lover and I are in the process of acquiring more of the toys we enjoy using and I find I enjoy the somewhat tedious process of researching and comparing prices and products online. What better tool is there to become sexually stimulated than the imagination? And what better way to excercise the imagination than to see what new possibilities for greater sexual/sensual enjoyment I might find out there? It's a lot of fun and I would recommend it over erotica or pornography any time, although, in truth, I have never been able to take erotic writing or porn seriously enough to be aroused by either. Fantasizing about what I'll actually be doing to my current lover (I'm the Dom) is much more stimulating for me.
Perhaps all this stimulus is not really a good thing: my house is a mess, my chores have been long left unattended, I've been repeatedly late for work, and I have less time for myself and my friends all because I've been having sex/making love/f***ing almost constantly for the last month; but I've worn a smile on my face so often that I'm not really complaining!
The sheer pleasure sex and masturbating generates makes it difficult for me to understand why both have been considered taboo throughout the ages and still are today? Sure, STDs are a danger, but abstinence isn't the only way to prevent STDs-- Get the AIDS test together before you engage in sex with a new partner and then limit sexual exploits to just that partner, also wear condoms even thereafter; You would understand why so much caution if you've ever seen anyone dying of AIDS (I've seen it twice). Pregnancy is also easily preventable, unless of course you're fascist enough to follow the edicts of the Catholic church and believe that contraception is wrong. It must be that deep down, in some secret, nasty place, most people are powerfully masochistic. Guilt is pain and why force yourself to feel guilty about something that is so intensely pleasurable unless that is another, albeit repressed, pleasure that you enjoy?
Pleasure and pain are closely related, otherwise I wouldn't like being spanked. I blame my disciplinarian parents.
Anyone have any answers for me?
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